The wind was so cold that people didn't want to say a word. If they opened their mouths, they would lose the warmth.
Another winter is coming. The first snow in Yongcheng fell yesterday, covering the ground with a thin layer of silver blanket. The winter branches are dressed in white.
The sudden snow has just stopped.
Poets in the heyday of the Tang Dynasty would be inspired to compose an impromptu poem.
Rich Song Dynasty painters would spread out rice paper and put all their ideas into words, creating a painting that would be passed down through the ages and worth a fortune.
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